Let me tell you about my infatuation with my paper carrier. Before you start to think of me as some sort of pervert (which I may very well be) my carrier is not a young girl or boy. She is a very attractive woman in her early 40’s. I’ve known her for a number of years, even before she delivered the paper. Janet is very friendly and will always stop and talk for a minute on her route. A couple of times I asked her in and she would sit and visit. Every time she would come in however, my dick would get hard as a rock and I would look like a klutz trying to hide it.
One day, a few weeks back I asked her to stop back when she was done with her route so I could pay her. I was surprised that she said she would, figuring that she would just say to leave it out for the next day. I was, for the next half hour figuring out how I was going to get into her drawers. On that day she must have come right from her regular job to her route because she was dressed in a skirt and blouse. I asked her in and asked her to have a seat while I looked for the check. She sat down, crossed her legs and her skirt rode up high above her knee. I found the check and when I turned to face her I could see far enough up her skirt to notice that she had on stockings and garters.
I kept staring to see if I could see if she was wearing panties but couldn’t tell. It didn’t make any difference though because by then I was standing there, holding the check, staring up her skirt and sporting a huge woody, and this time there was no hiding it. She said “Is that for me?” “Huh” I said, thinking she was referring to my cock. “Is that check, for me?” this time glancing at the front of my jeans where my dick was making a tent. “Yes, they.. I mean IT is!” handing her the check She smiled thanked me and said that she better get going. Being the wizard I am with women, I mumbled something and watched her go. I decided that it would never come to pass that she would be interested in an affair with a middle aged fat guy so I resolved myself to the fact that I’d only have her while whacking off.
Then the other day she was delivering the paper in the rain wearing a white pullover top and jean skirt. Running from the car to doorsteps along her route, caused the top to get wet and somewhat transparent. I happened to be by the door (really!) when she dropped the paper off and I said something inane about it raining all the while staring at her tits. She smiled, handed me the paper turned to go back to the car, and out of my mouth came “Why don’t you stop by when your done and I’ll dry you off!!!!!!!!” She stopped cold, turned back and looked at me. I figured I ‘d stepped over the line, “Did I say that out loud” I asked rhetorically. Janet smiled and ran through the rain to her car.
I was so upset about what I blurted out the I didn’t even bother to watch her tight ass and bouncing tits as she ran. I’m thinking what if she tells my wife what I said, or her husband, “I’m fucked” I thought as I a got a beer and sat down to contemplate my foolishness. About 30 minutes later there is a knock at the door and when I open it Janet is standing there, still wet, still wearing the see thru top and very prominent nipples staring me right in the face. “Well, are you going to leave me standing out here in the rain, or are you going to ask me in.?” “Come in please” I said. “I’m glad you came back because I wanted to explain my stupid rem….” “Didn’t you say something about drying me off” Janet interrupted as she walked into the kitchen.
I apparently wasn’t catching on because I again tried to explain. “Listen, about what I said” at this point I glanced at her tits and it hit me. When she was here earlier, her top was wet and transparent but she definitely had a bra on. Now I could clearly see the stiff nipples of her now braless tits. “Drying me off?” she said again. OK I don’t have to get hit with a ton of bricks all the time. I went and got a towel and began drying her face and neck. I moved to her shoulders and back and suggested getting her a robe to put on so she could put her top and skirt in the dryer. “How would I explain dry skirt and top and wet bra and panties to my husband?” she asked.
With that she pulled the top over her head and while I stared at her tits and hard nipples, she continued “I took them off in the car” and she slowly raised her skirt to show me her smooth shaven pussy. I took the towel and began to rub it over her tits and her nipples became even stiffer. “Any other wet spots?” I asked. “Just one, but I don’t think the towel will dry it” She moved up to me and kissed, using a lot of tongue. She then slid her hand down and curled her fingers around my cock which by this time was busting my jeans (again). “Does this need drying?” “No” I said, “It needs wetting” pushing her down to her knees. “I’ll start wetting it with my mouth” she said, “but we can’t take long because I need to get home.”
I didn’t argue as she unzipped my jeans, reached in and pulled my hard cock out. “Oh my God, your huge” she said as she rubbed the head of my cock around her face. I didn’t think I was huge but I guess I was to her because she kept telling me how big I was while she was licking it. She put the head of my cock in her mouth and started to slid her lips down its length. She got about half way down and started to choke. “I want it all in my mouth” she cried as she jammed her throat on it again. I was really enjoying this but I knew she would not be able to take it all in. I stopped her and told her it was OK. She said “I’m not very good at giving blow jobs I guess”. “We can work on that another time, right now I want to fuck you”.
She stood up, turned around and stuck her ass out at me. “Fuck me hard and quick, I have to leave soon”. I put my cock at the entrance of her very wet pussy and with one stroke shoved it all the way to the balls. “OHHHHHHHHH MY GOD!!!!” she screamed again. “FUCK ME……………FUCK ME…………FUCK ME”. I did, each thrust lifting her off her feet. After about 4 or 5 minutes she screamed “I’M GOING TO CUM……………….I’M GOING TO CUM………OH MY GOD……….GOD…..I’m CUMMINNNNGGGGGGG!!!!!!” (Its amazing how people get religion when they have sex isn’t it?) In the mean time I’m replaying the 1986 world series in my mind to keep from coming first but that’s not working and I can feel it building up. “Janet, I’m going to cum” I panted. “In my mouth, in my mouth, or on my face or all over my tits……anywhere, just please, not in my pussy” she pleaded. Any one of the options seemed great to me, so I pulled my cock from her dripping pussy, pushed her back down to her knees and shoved my cock in her mouth.
The first stroke went past the high water mark from the last time it was in her mouth and she started to gag. Nothing fucks up an orgasm faster that a gag so I pulled out as I started to cum. My first blast hit her right on the upper lip, second on her cheek and the third……. well, I’m 56 years old, there was no third, but the 1st two really looked good, dripping off her chin and down onto her left nipple. I was leaning over with my hands on the drain board breathing hard and looking at my cum dripping off her. She took my softening cock in her mouth and sucked it clean. “I need to get going but I might need you to help me learn how to suck cock better,. “Well I’ve never done it myself” I said, “but your welcome to practice on my dick anytime you like, if that’s what you mean.”
For the next couple of week s when she would deliver the paper I’d be sometimes waiting by the door to give her tits a squeeze or her pussy a rub. Occasionally I’d have my cock out and in my hand and she would slid her lips over it briefly. Once, I’d been jacking off while watching her deliver around the neighborhood so by the time she showed at my door I was so cranked up that I blasted a load of cum all over her face as she leaned over to give it a lick. At first she was pissed, then she giggled and rubbed her face on the front of my shirt, knowing I’d have to change before anyone saw me. I noticed that there was still some cum on her cheek, I hope she saw it before anyone else saw her!.
This went on for a number of weeks before we decided that we needed to take this affair (such as it was at the time.) a bit farther. I had to go to Chicagoland on business and planned on being there for a day or three, so I asked if there was any way she could meet me there. A couple of days later she told me she could manage to get away for 2 days during that time. I thought “This will work out, it will give me a day to get my business taken care of and 2 days to fuck Janet.” I had to drive but managed to get her a plane ticket and told her I would pick her up at O’hare. I also told her how hot she looked that day I saw her with the nylons and garter belt. I said “I was trying to see if I could see your pussy that day or if you had panties on and this is a not to subtle hint about what I’d like to see you wear” She laughed and said “I’ll see what I can do.”
The first day there I was trying to get work done but had a hard time doing it, no pun intended. That evening by the time I parked at the airport I was sporting some serious wood! I was at he gate when the plane arrived and when I met her she came up and gave me a mouthful of tongue as she pressed he body against me. She said “Just a sec, I want to watch these 2 guys get off the plane”. I didn’t know what she meant but in a minute the last 2 passengers, these 2 guys, got off with the flight attendants following right behind them laughing. Both guys were holding their briefcases in front of them like they were hiding something. When we got in the car, Janet said “You know those seats on Southwest that face each other?” “Yea” I said.